case 10 | action, dorms (closed to Aang and Hope)

[bratbeyond.livejournal.com]

[Damian can tolerate a lot when it comes to his best friend. He can tolerate Aang's strange euphemisms (seriously, monkey feathers isn't impolite!), he can tolerate Aang's too-cheerful attitude, and most importantly, he can tolerate Aang's "no killing. EVER" policy towards just about everything they encountered in the Training Center.

But what he can't tolerate? Is an incredibly mopey Aang that hasn't bothered to leave his bedroom. Even the Instructors' houseplants had more energy than this! With a sigh, Damian throws a pillow in Aang's general direction and waves a finger accusingly:]

For the last time, stop moping around! The only thing you're going to lose in here is your sanity... and quite possibly mine too.

[SIGH.] You zift! Seize the slagging day already!

[Although he doesn't suspect it, Damian feels like he's talking to a brick wall.]

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[monkingaround.livejournal.com]

[Aang doesn't even bother to dodge to pillow, fully accepting the thwump to the face he receives. He just sighs and rolls over, taking the pillow with him.]

What's there to seize about it? I don't want to go to class.

ETERNALLY LATE TO THE PARTY. But is gonna toss it up anyway I'll delete if you like :3

[noras-boy.livejournal.com]

[Hope walks in with a box. Yup. It's a box shaped box. And ontop of this box are three take-away hot-drink cups with the lids on, a chocolatey smelling steam rising from them. He knocks on Damian's door.]

I.... brought back some food. Considering Aang hasn't left for a few days. If... you guys don't want it... I guess I'm storing food for the winter.

[He removes the cups from the top of the box and opens it. There are various sandwiches and little cakes in it, putting it on the table in the shared room.]